The Book of Heaven
—Unofficial Version—

November 3, 1907

The soul in the Divine Will must concur in everything.

This morning, as I was in my usual state, I felt Him move in my interior, repeating: "Let us go higher..."

On hearing this, I shrugged my shoulders, saying: ‘Lord, why do You say, "Let us go higher"? Say, rather, "I will go higher with chastisements" – I am afraid to put my will into it.’ And He: "My daughter, my Will and yours are one, and if I say ‘let us go higher with chastisements’, do I not say the same in the good I do to creatures which surpasses - oh, by far! - the chastisements? Also, are you not united with Me in the many other chastisements which I do not send? So, one who is united in good, should he not be united in mortifications? Between Me and you there must be no division. You are nothing but tiny little grass which God delighted in endowing with a marvelous virtue; and just as one who does not know the virtue that this tiny little grass contains, tramples it and does not even look at it, in the same way, one who does not know the gift which I have placed in you and the virtue which my little grass contains, not only tramples you, but does not understand how I delight in giving value to the littlest things."

After this, He seemed to lean His head upon mine, and I said: ‘O please! Let me feel your thorns.’ And He: "Do you want Me to beat you?" And I: ‘Yes’. At that moment, a rod armed with balls of fire found itself in the hand of Jesus, and I, seeing the fire: ‘Lord, I am afraid of fire - beat me only with the rod.’ And He: "You don’t want to be beaten, and I am going away.’ And He disappeared without giving me the time to pray Him to beat me as He pleased. Oh, how concerned and afflicted I remained! But He, who is so good, will forgive me.